Chapter 4 (Perspective changes)

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Several miles north, a group of survivors have created a camp. They are using an old prison, and have fortified the fence surrounding the perimeter with sheet metal to act as a wall. Inside, these survivors can be identified as normal survivors. They are not bandits, survivors that kill other survivors on sight, they are just trying to survive. These are known as Vigilantes. They try to keep peace, and save others. Bandits only think of themselves. This certain camp is known as Neptune, as seen by the flag waving on the flag pole. It shows a sign of a man holding a trident, with a beard full of tentacles.

It is run by Rabbit and Necro. The new third person they had included in their trio is known as Double D. Rabbit has a buzzcut that he attempts to keep that way, out of habit from his time in service. He's 6'1" well-toned, hard face, though he's kind at times. Some beard stubble appears to cover his jaw.

Necro is 6 feet tall, has short cropped hair, is muscled from working out a lot in the Before-Time, and has a darker tone of skin, though he is still known as Caucasian. Clean shaven, he is silent most of the time, but seems to have a bit of a temper. Most people ask him yes or no questions, or questions that can be answered with hand gestures. When he does talk, he has a deep bass voice, that causes anyone around to stop and listen to what he says.

Double D is just 5'8" and a pretty average guy. Short hair, a 5 o' clock shadow beard, he is more brains than brawn. Based on what Necro and Rabbit says, they would wish for Destructicorn to be back, who was both smart, but could also handle direct combat. Double D is know for the scar that goes across his face at a diagonal, starting from this upper right forehead, and ending about the middle of his left cheek. He doesn't tell people about it, because "there are more important things to discuss."

People say it came from some sort of factory work. Other people claim that they don't give a damn. "How he looks is just how he looks."

Inside the the main office of the prison is where the trio have created the main control room, for all their planning. Today, they are discussing a scheduled raid.

"I think we should hit the town here, over by Dayton," states Rabbit.
Double D points out, "That seems like an alright place. If we enter," he points at a northern point of the town, "here, then we can go towards a police department, and on the way stop by a Wallie World."
Necro looks at Double D with a quizzical look. "Wallie World?" Rabbit asks.

"That's a nickname that I have for
Wal-mart™."

"Ahhh... So who will be going on this raid?"

DD (Double D) lists off a few names, one being Necro, since he usually goes on raids. When finished, Necro nods and leaves the room. DD looks over at Rabbit.
"How much longer do we have with our current rations?"

"A few months, though that could be longer if this Wal-mart™ has some food left. And if we can get a good crop from our current harvest."

DD nods, looking into space like he always does when he is thinking of future events. Rabbit pats him on the back with a smile. "Don't worry, my friend, we'll be alright."
"But are you alright? Is Necro? I know that ever since D-corn--"

"It's okay, DD", Rabbit interrupts, "we're fine. Let's just... Go get a drink, shall we?"

DD looks at Rabbit for a moment, with doubt on his face, but gives in and nods, accepting the offer. The two go down to the side of the cafeteria that had been labeled as the bar.

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